Lioness (2026)

I pad behind you,

Watchful, unfeasible power coiled in grace.

Watchful,

Alert,

Proud beyond expression.

Suddenly!

Winged death swoops upon you.

Adrenaline surges fierce,

An instantaneous transformation -

Searing

Icy

Fury

No time for fear.

I miss not a beat,

Nor yet my fierce 

Mother's

Heart,

 

Powering me forward -

You are my child.

My leap surges and thrills in my form,

None shall take you from me,

No, not one.

I clasp you from Eagle's talons,

I grasp you from all harm,

When my child is threatened 

I am searing fury calm.

I brought you forth child

Learn this lesson well;

When your children are in danger,

Unleash hell.

None shall take you from me -

No, not one.

Now we feast on Eagle, child,

Oh my child!

My child,

My child,

My child.

Second Sight (2025)

It's been a time

This life of mine,

It's been a time.

There have been

Dead zones,

Dread zones,

Black as pitch.

Harrowing,

Scouring,

Drowned in a ditch.

There's been fire times,

Pyre times,

Combustion of the mind!

Dire times,

Gyre times,

Cruelly unkind.

So what?

I do what I can

When I can,

No-one knows it keener.

No mere fledgling now -

My bite is all the keener.

My talons long,

My grip is strong,

I've angels left and right -

White fire,

Dread cold,

They've given second sight.

I've lit on the shoulders of giants;

The gifted and divine,

Those close grasped by the hand of God -

The prophets most sublime.

I've cleaved to the ones who loved me,

I thrust them far and wide,

Pressed up against the boundaries edge

And still I have not died.

I've been struck dumb by crippling torment,

I've pranced in the fires of the noon;

The behests of the winds that draw me

To Sun

and Earth

and Moon.

I've put myself in danger,

I've fostered dreadful strife -

Black pit and

Lidless fire eyes

Will never take my life.

It's been a time,

This life of mine,

I'm like a falcon resting;

I've soared sublime,

Been drowned in rime,

My stoop's now for the testing.

God grant me strength,

And fire and heart,

Not manic fabrication.

God grant me peace,

A steady wind -

A heartfelt supplication.

Providence has brought me here,

And grace pervades my life;

Until I'm called to Heaven's Vault

I'll never cease to strive.

Bladesmith-Falcon-Blade (2025)

We are come into wisdom's measure;

We sifted tones from out the dust.

Set aside each sonorous treasure,

Sloughed off each impure outer crust.

The notes like jewels amongst us shine,

Emeralds for the ear.

The Vaults and forges ringing, chime;

Lament with ringings clear.

My blade not sheathed,

My feathers are preened:

The smithy is roaring,

What have you gleaned?

 

Lend me your seeing -

Our wild eyes are one,

We are one being,

Under the Sun.

    

Perfect union

Under the moon.

Gelid ice melting

Springtime comes soon.

    

We are the falcon,

We are the Seer,

Smith forge the sharp edge

Earth's demons fear.

I am come to wisdom's treasure;

The bones, the armour clad in rust.

Those beyond we cannot measure.

Those before we cannot trust.

Triple-sighted, Paladin,

A hilt grasped in the hardened hand;

A blade that sings, a supple spine -

Protectors of the sacred land.

We are rising,

Throat gives cry,

We are wielding

To the skies.

The blade, the talons

Puissant grasp;

A potent triad,

Union cast.

Seeking falsehood

Seeking shame

We are eradicating

Blame.

Higher, oh soaring, crack the Vault!

Sing oh sing with voices clear!

Our triple sight has traced a target,

Launch from Heaven like a spear!

Fly from out the blazing yellow,

Fly from out the burning sun!

Smith cry out your mighty bellow,

Falcon screech, blade has begun

A-singing as we downward stoop -

A Broker of Confusion pierced;

Regime change, a mighty coup,

Triple-eyes are blazing fierce.

We set ourselves upon the heights,

Always watchful day and night.

We set ourselves this sacred charging,

Never will we cease the fight.

We've set ourselves this sacred charging,

Watching for the ones in plight,

We've set ourselves this sacred charging,

Always watchful day and night.

Cardinal Winds (2025)

Sea Shanty

Look to the North,

Its harrowing gales

Hath not 

Knocked dreaming

From our sails -

The icy blasts,

Tramontane,

Serve us to

Begin again.

Look to the South,

Siroccan dreamers,

Poets all, yea

Dreaming weavers,

Bask in balms

On a balmy breeze -

When work's completed,

Take thy ease.

Look to the West

Zephyrine lovers,

Look to the kestrel

As it hovers;

Pinned unto 

Effulgent skies -

Contemplation

Maketh wise.

Look to the East

Where all beginnings

Genesis flower -

Cease your sinning.

Eurine shivers

Birth new beginnings -

Without despair,

Our souls are winning.

Sunrise sets

Upon thy face,

Frost disenfranchised;

Winter's haze.

Hestia smiles both

East and West -

Originality

Is best.

North and South

Diametric poles,

Light the tinders,

Rake the coals;

It's all within you -

Take the time

To build with Coleridge,

Perfect rhyme.

Anemones (2024)

There are tiny beautiful flowers 

That only open in the wind -

The cold Easterly breeze

Purified a soul that sinned.

There are tiny beautiful flowers

Blooming in my heart -

The frigid wind was welcome 

For what it did impart.

There are tiny beautiful flowers

Thriving in my soul -

Sometimes we're trapped in a focal point,

So cannot see the whole.

There are tiny beautiful flowers,

Multiplying in my mind;

When all is said and done with,

Cold wind was simply kind.

A Poem - Kingfisher (2024)

I sat upon a tussock and

A fiery dart came close to land

Upon a weeping willow tree.

Majestic in a red-blue raiment,

You are the only rightful claimant

Of kingship that will ever be,

Along Tean Brook, beyond the fields,

Where my childhood’s bounty yields

Halcyon memories that I see,

In my mind’s eye, my spirit lifting,

As I go on merrily sifting

My childhood memory.

Aerial Combat (2024)

I sat in the garden this morning,

Long after the new day was dawning,

But my timing sublime,

Something up in the sky,

A drama that Nature was drawing:

Bird of prey that was mobbed by a crow,

Full two minutes I watched them go.

Wheeling and striking,

Reflexes like lightning,

Ah me, I do love them so.

So I Googled the internet 

And researched bird of prey silhouettes;

The crow was the bigger

And that was the trigger;

I know that I'll never forget.

Not the peregrine that I had dreamed

But a sparrowhawk my eyes had gleaned

In a white empty sky

And oh me and oh my,

What a wonderful sight I had seen.